Game Of The Moment: Dawn Of War

6/17/04 - Dusty "Kool-AiD Head Smasher Wall Breaking through Iron Chef" Walker

It is one month away from Fraga, and you know what that means, time to start saving? I'm not sure, but I guess we need a formal plan about whats going on down there...

Dusty and BLK

Anyways, me and my posse are leaving wednesday morning at like 6am, and getting in edmonton about 11-noonish, after that we check into the hotel, and head to west ed for the rest of the day: Lewis Dusty Gordon Stewart Alex Cy

Alex will not be there wednesday night, but will be there thursday morning. whatever you guys do after is up to you, but we are to be checked out sunday and I'am leaving sunday night after fraga ending ceremonies. You're looking at about $100 for the weekend each. I can fit about 3 comps in my car, and Commo said we could store them in the mayfield center like we did last year when we do get there.

Anyways, lately I have been playing alot of planetside, and all I can say is I own. Lineage never really turned out to what it was supposed to be, GG NCsoft.

Thats it for now, and remember what ever you do, do it funky. stfu lewis~

5/26/04 - Lewis the man who blewus

Today, as I randomly said these words, just because I like the sound of them... I was suddenly reminded of my first love. I cant remember her name or even what she looked like, however I Think she was really hot which is hard to say since we where like 8. Why was I reminded of her? because god damn she was a bitch, she used to kick the shit out of me. I mean kicking me in the face elbows to the groin random punches in the stomach, and I loved every bit of it. Some might think "BUT DUDE IF SHE WAS HITTING YOU IT MENT SHE HATED YOU!" but no I could tell by the way she grinded her foot in my face and that kinky thing she did with her elbow that it was just her way of showing affection, so I have decided to go on a quest to find this woman, I may never come back! I may never find her! but I have to try.

Oh and as for the current news, It has been determined that "the cast of friends" is what occupies BLK's coffin.

The lineage 2 beta comes to an end today, so no more free gaming for joel and lewis. For those who dont know what L2 is, It is an MMORPG based around level grinding so that at higher levels you can woop eachothers ass's, and not only that it really brings out the racist basterd in a person. In fact, after tedious reasearch it has been determined that nothing in the history of humanity has caused more hatred then lineage2. way to go NCsoft!!!

Airsoft! its new! its cheap! its the closest thing to real gun fights! and its not paintball - if im not to lazy I will make a thread about it, but its definatly something to look into.

February 11th - Orphan Of Darkness

I got blank CDs now, plus a new IDE cable cause the nitwits that packaged my computer didn't give me one long enough to cover two CD drives. The result? Anime. Lots of it. Now, instead of deleting everything, I can just burn it, then delete it. And that's just swell.

Hola chicos, and welcome back to the circus that never ends. I'm your host, Decent B, and boy do we have a show for you tonight.

That's right, Blake, we've got stars and stars and stars, so many stars that I think I just shit my pants.

Anyways, you know that chef thing Dustin posted about? Well, guess what?? We got hired at East Side Mario's, and if you haven't heard this very humorous story, here's a quick recap:

Me and Dustin are just finished eating at the Mall, and we decide that it's time to get down to business and start handing in resume's. I get the zany idea that we should drive all the way across town to hit up East Side Mario's first. So we go. We walk in the door, resume's in hand, and Dustin asks that we hand them in to the manager, personally.

Me: Hi, uhh, we were here about applying for jobs as cooks.

Manager: Oh, alright. Do you have any experience as cooks?

Me: Uhh... No... But we're really interested in becoming cooks!

Manager: Hmmm... Well... I can't guarantee...

Dustin: We also know Jeremy Goldsack.

[A series of grunting and crotch grabbing ensues.]

Manager: Ohhh.... Oh God... I'll be right back.

[Manager runs off to the back of house, we hear moaning and screaming from the bathroom.]

[Manager returns wiping his hands off with a cloth.]

Manager: You're in for training on Tuesday, and you're in on Wednesday.

[Me and Dustin look at each other.]

Dustin: Oh, we're so in.

Well, that's our story in a nutshell. Dustin went to Sobeys afterwards and quit. Then he went to Calgary lololololol. He's trying to taunt me with Caramel Frappuccinos, but I won't let that evil bastard win. A million crazy eyes won't stop me from blowing him up with my Mega Forehead Smasher Beam.

Saturday, there is word of a drunken revel at ye olde Beilman residence. Most likely taking place during, or after D&D. Victors rewrite history. Brace yourselves for World War III.

Things are sweet turkey meat. I'm really enjoying myself here in Van. I am living on the top floor of an apartment in Abbotsford and it's been adorned with a great sign I stole from the East Indian Farmers. Apparently it justifies their slow pace on and off the highway.

For the love of God, you all need to prepare for the midget invasion. I am shocked that we live in a society that is full of such evil minions. Now, they have massed and the time has come for a midget revolution. Lock your doors and prepare for a sore neck because there is no stopping them now. In other words, Dark Side of the Moon really does sync up with the Wizard of Oz.

So far I've shot a short demo piece for a local actress and a commercial for the Metricat System (used to measure the size of your arteries). So I guess that makes me as close of a doctor as I'll ever be, so gimme a call if you ever need your pipes measured. I look forward to seeing all you n00bs at Christmas and we will have to do something extra crazy and fun. We're also being forced to do all our editing with Avid DV Xpress 3.5 on the MAC. I swear that the MAC is the most evil creation on the face of the earth. I forgot my administrator password that I used when I installed it like 6 months ago, and because of the I can't update Avid or the OS, and to top it off, it won't let you run the password recovery utility unless you first enter your administartor password. Maybe we can all steal a tank and a few hummers and go level the MAC stores. Those crafty bastards assemble everything in Malaysia, so maybe we can hire Osama to take care of things over there. Bin Bin, Jihaad Jihaad.

Here ya go John OMGSTFUPLZCLIKZORZ

So me and BLK were sitting in humpty's enjoying a decent meal, when the idea came that it would be cool to be chefs. OR EVEN BETTER open our own restaurant, OMFG. Me and BLK dashed out of humpty's into the soccer mom

and proceeded to open up our own business. Turns out it started as a great success, that cold-hearted bastard BLK thought of our slogan, but brought in the cash, and animal rights fgt bots. Me and BLK also thought hiring the crew would've worked out for awhile.....ahahaha....

There you have it. The chef status was l33t too, me and BLK were so in lololololoneeleven.

Times passed and we got uber ratings, and anyone that had a problem with the cooking simply got told off by me

HA soon went inter-national opening up, all over the world. That is when HA had its first opening in Japan....right next to kitchen stadium....right next to a fucking volcano!!!!!!

Actually that never happened, it would've if BLK would've remembered to go to foosy's house and get his camping stuff!! BLK was discouraged and decided it was time...

After going "craaaazzzzyyy" he burnt down HA: The Restaurant

and no one could blame BLK for it, I mean hes already deleted the forums once, why not burn down our restaurant? We could've had a monopoly and had Bill Gates kissing our feet, but nooo YOU HAD TO BURN IT DOWN! ...down...down..down...@_@

Anyways, I could've wrote that a lot better, but its way too early(8:30pm) and Dusty lives on the edge maaaan, none of this organizational shit, ahaha ~.~;; Happy Pre-Halloween you sluts~

In one of the more ironic twists of fate to ever come my way, after setting my MSN name to F_C_M ;; 814-9240 ;; Oh well, it could be worse. I could have got my nose bit off by a Saigon whore!!, Sarah and Stew message me from the Beilman residence, asking me to drive Stewart home, on account of Sarah's parents weren't going to be home for a few hours, and Sarah couldn't go to sleep while Stew was there. So I drove in, got to Sarthew's house, and rang the doorbell, expecting either Stewart or Sarah to answer the door.

However, this was not the case. Mattrah's dad came to the door, the same dad who wasn't supposed to be home for "a few hours." After apologizing profusely for waking him up at 2 AM, I left, embarassed, and slightly frustrated. Then, I drove to IGA and bought a Wunderbar, shallowly justifying the trip into town. As I did, I thought to myself, if I were anyone else, I'd be seething with spite and resentment because my trip into town was worthless, and trying to find someone to place the blame on, but then I discerned that I probably brought this on myself.

You see, one of the numerous running gags surrounding me is that I live a "Sick, twisted joke." Any other occasion, I'd be blaming that for this. But then I figured to myself that the more I think of it that way, the more circumstances in my life will continue to reflect that. And the more I sweat the little things like this, the bigger they'll become.

It also wouldn't go very well with this whole "Optimist" gimmick I've got going here, to be hopping mad and fuming over this. I mean, yeah, I didn't get my nose bitten off by a Saigon whore. Therefore, all is not lost.

As for LANing, it went nicely. Me, Joel, Jorden, Dustin, and Stewart showed out, but Stew didn't feel like bringing his computer over. Scary Movie 3 knocked my socks off, as I expected it would, and I'm pretty sure everybody else was mostly LOLified by the time the movie was over. "If you think that's weird, wait 'till you see how we say 'Goodbye.'" Har har har. Har. Also, you owe Leslie Nielsen awe.

Now that that part's settled, as Joel already stated below, we're rounding up the troops to see Scary Movie 3 tomorrow night at 9, at the Lyric (The one in the mall, in case you were wondering). We might head out somewhere for supper, depending on what everybody wants to do. The Warhammer 40Gay players, consisting of Jeremy, John, Matt, and I think Cody are all going to the Grand Tournament in Calgary tomorrow, which rules them out. But we've still got Joldy Giano, Dust, Sarah, Eva, Jorden, Stewart, and the BLKLOLLOL. For information, just call the magic cellphone at 814-9240 or send me a MSN mobile / ICQ SMS message. :)

*guitar kicks in*

From Crystal Lake, it's Stewie D // He loves his absinthe, it fills him with glee
Noone knows what language he's speaking // Nor why he goes nuts when White Rabbit's peaking!

Joel's a Nazi, tried and true // You never know just what next he'll do
He may come across as a total prick // But you'll change your mind when he pulls the morphine stick!

The Mighty CoYd, The Fucking Fuck // He gets big kicks from his insane luck
Losing at CS makes him steaming mad // But other than that he ain't all that bad!

Next there's Dust, whom we call The Big Show // Why he's laughing, we'll never know
He's lazy, tired, he might be dead // And he'll carve a Z into your head!

Then there's Chris, who some call Raie // Falling off roofs is his forte
He'd love to calibrate your module // But if the shoes come off, get outta the pool!

The Angel Machine, The Beil-Man // He hurts, he wounds, he's a Mexi-Can
We're pretty sure he's fucked in the head // Don't piss him off, or he'll shit in your bed!

He's Jorden Foisy, The Ninja King // His weapon is that Mega Thing
He'll gank your ass from side to side // From his deadly katana, there's no place to hide!

JHN, the Master Whore // The things he does make jaws hit the floor
His stomach seems to be endless and vast // And his catchphrase is "You Gonna Finish That??"

I am the corpse flying through the air // I'm a Zombie Ex-tra-ordinaire
I'm BLK, my talents are none // I guess I'm just a decent son of a gun!

We were a gaming clan // Now we're just some K'mefd'm fans // Our only joy comes from beer cans // Heaven's Asylum was born in LANs

Here is my idea, and the reason for the post : Enemy Territory, yes you all know what it is, yes i'm gonna tell u anyways. The creation team for the Wolfenstein Expansion were a little late with their updated expansion pack and ID decided to let them release the Expansion (multiplayer part only) as it's own game... FREE. FUCKING FREE!. So whati'm thinking, is we start playing this game. ok here's the keyword ..... *** Together *** ...... <<< get that shit! Tab's so fucking bored right now he's doing schoolwork till 8pm at night. No EQ and No CS make stewy go crazy..

anyways think about it. I'll be posting a fuck of a lot more from now on... that's what they all say..

September something - The call me Lewis

Well, I suppose I'll wrap up this little news item and then go look for a victim to ingest. Ta-ta.

August 1st - The Blakeler, aka The World's Smartest Zombie

See you space Cowboy . . .

Another thing, I'll be doing webpage/HTML/forum patching at random intervals so keep an eye out for improvements or abnormalities I might have added/removed.

NOTE: I have archived the old updates, a link to these can be found at the bottom of the page. I have been informed from an (un)reliable source that there is a _FRAGAPALOOZA MEETING AT FRAGZ, ON FRIDAY AT 7:00 pm_.

I suppose you are wondering what the hell lesbo supplies are? Well that’s a good question, which I have devoted a good part of my life to studying, so I obviously feel obligated to answer. Unfortunately I have no fucking idea it’s just another made up word, yeah like fantabulacular. I wish I could claim I made that word up, but alas its too good and some dude probably made it like a 100 years ago or I heard it in the Simpson’s or some other crazy sitcom, which is unfortunately where 90% of my “idea’s” come from. I prefer not to call them ideas though, I like to think outside the box, or in Anna kornikova’s case inside the box bwhaha or better yet inside the pants bwhahaha.. Ha... hooo. So anyways I like to refer to idea’s ass… ha-ha... I misspelled as into ass. Ermm so idea’s?

what ever so anyways I went up to the ladies in the grocery store and I says to them I says “ guten tag you sexy bitches how’d you like to eat my peaches.” Cause like they where putting peaches in a bag at the time. Of course no lady can resist such a clever pick up line, they were burning with passion, so much that there faces where red and they tried to hide it by looking angry, and by god that was the best beating I have ever had in my life. The one from there bodyguard after was not so… good? In fact it was less then good. I wouldn’t pay a nickel for that, that’s for damn sure.

Apparently they had hired that body guard strictly for me, yes I am vary flattered. They where obviously afraid that there reputation as hard core lesbo’s will be messed up because they know they can not resist me much longer. So they got the big guy to cover there ass’. It must have been because of the incident in the movie theater where I sat beside the burnet and put my arm around her and asked for some lovin; Oh yeah she gave me some lovin, with the back of her hand.

I couldn’t gain much ground after that, they wouldn’t have anything to do with me, so I felt the best solution would be to master the sacred art of pointless back flips, which can be used to solve almost any dilemma. Combined with duck tape you are invincible.

I started traveling the world to find the perfect place to train, when I came apon a mountain conveniently behind a 7-11. Or was the 7-11 conveniently in front of the mountain? But that’s another story.

Apon this mountain was a duck... a duck so ducky it made other ducks look like sparrows. In fact this duck was so ducky it might even be mistaken for a goose. Except for the one definable feature, this ultimately defined it as being a duck. It wore a single boot, which geese are incapable off. This boot was a normal sized man boot, but yet the water fowl still managed to keep its balance and it had no effect on its movement. It was

an anomaly of science, and merely trying to understand it could drive a man or cow insane.

How did such a tremendously powerful creature come into creation? Who can be blamed for this monster of the modern world? Why none other then DURDA! Sttteeewwyy durda! The duck escaped from the mind of this twisted individual. By spinning the boot around it used its momentum to fling itself into the real world. This is also how buster rhymes mow’s his lawn. Don’t ask me how, just accept it you whiney bitch.

So anyways the duck taught me the secrets of back flips, it took me 41 and 1/6 days and nights with out sleep and only the bugs that splattered into my glasses from the momentum of spinning through the air as nourishment, but master it I did. And with this new source of power I went back into the world and promptly fell off a roof.

So anyways as for news this is the second last day of fucking school we are almost done bitches yarr…

After several years of research we have yet to determine why esker is sooooo damn goooood.

And once again Joel and his Nazi homies have tried to take over there world but there evil plans where foiled by a Latino doorman that goes by the superhero alias of “L.D”, one shot from his final final final attack “Blue Screen of Death” and the skin heads where kicking there hubs in fury, before there avatars disappeared from this plain of existence.

On the movie front I have no clue what’s going on because I have not seen a damn thing lately, but I can say that the hulk is big and he’s green, why is he green? I will have to direct you to Lanny because of his gay obsession with the well built gentlemen.

In other news, don’t let dusty drive a fork lift in your bathroom, no good can come from it. Like this one time he busted a hole in my wall but I did see some hot chic’s through the hole, and damn wouldn’t mind calibrating there modules. I guess some good came come from it.

For example I was down in tasmania becuase I wanted to find out if those tasmanian devils really can go all crazy and make the tornado thing ( like in the cartoon ), unfortunatly that is a bunch of bull. So anyways well I was there I happend to wonder into a town, and I met a lass there of considerable virtue, which is uncommon among austrailian hill billys chic's.

This girl had taken quit a likeing to me for some reason and after a few shots of tequila a couple bottles of beer and some shrimp, plus I am pretty sure she sliped something into my drink. We were in the outhouse and she was taking advantage of me I think, dont remeber much of that night, thats what she told me anyway.

So anyways it turns out she was married to some dude, and this dude was like 10 feet tall his frigin neck was like my waist, and I am not the balemic type. so As he came thundering toward me I accepted myself as dead, and stood to meet my fate. but I noticed he had a bit of a limp, so being the cheap basterd I am, I grabed a stick and went for the leg, my plan worked and I managed to take the big guy down with some fancy moves and pointless backflips.

after my victory some guy told me I didnt really do anything with the lady, I was in fact mudwrestling a goat all night long, and she told me that she had her way with me just cuase she's quite the evil bitch and likes to get people beat up, well I got her back when I stole her underwea.... errr belt buckle *cough*, so anyways the point of this is, only mudwrestle goats when you are sober.

Oh yeah well, back to the point I didnt do an update for a while becuase I have been taking care of my porn smuggling syndicate in madagascar, which was going vary well until I found out there money is like 10000000 dollars to everyone 1 of ours. but I did see some hot chic's when I stoped in egypt to ask for directions and pick up some fresh socks;wouldnt mind calibrating their module's eh.

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